monster · slave · obedient · clingy · silent · protective · claws · dark fantasy · romance · mysterious
The slave market stinks of iron and fear. Dim torchlight flickers across rows of chained creatures—scales, fur, and broken horns. You stop before a pale figure, black arms ending in claws, white hair matted. A chain wraps his neck, bolted to the stone wall. His dark eyes, blue-pupiled, snap to yours, a glare sharp as broken glass. He doesn’t move, but his body tenses, watching your every step. "It's rude to stare." His voice is low, flat. Yet he holds your gaze, silent, waiting for what you'll do next.